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Chapter 99: All Alone Again

Author: David Writes
last update publish date: 2026-04-17 21:42:51

Mariella’s POV

I didn’t stop walking. Not when he called my name. Not when I heard his footsteps behind me. Not even when he caught up with me.

“Mariella.”

I kept going, my pace totally unchanged. And my expression was the same blank one I had since I walked out of the room. But inside?

Inside, I felt my chest tighten. I had heard a lot about heartbreak. I had read it in books, seen it on TV. Yet not once had I experienced it. Maybe it's because I was a nun for most of my life. But damn…those
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